"Ew" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... 'Whew-ew-ew!' whistled the Honourable John. 'The devil she is! I have heard no end of stories about that filly. You must positively introduce me, Thorne; you ...
— Barchester Towers • Anthony Trollope
... the sign of a yew-tree that had several berries upon it, and in the midst of them a great golden N hung upon the bough of the tree, which by the help of a little false spelling made up the word N-ew-berry." ...
— History of English Humour, Vol. 2 (of 2) • Alfred Guy Kingan L'Estrange
... Whew-ee-ee-ee-ew-ew went the siren whistle. And all the men and all the women hurried toward the factory. For that meant it was time to begin work. Each man and each woman went to his particular machine. The steam was up; the belts were moving; the wheels were whirring; the ...
— Here and Now Story Book - Two- to seven-year-olds • Lucy Sprague Mitchell
... "Whew-ew-ew—what a noble commander you'd make for Sergeant Hollister! You'd preach him dumb in a roll call. Harkee, I'll thank you not to make such a noise when you hold forth, as to drown our bugles, or you may get ...
— The Spy • James Fenimore Cooper
... "Whe-ew! That is serious. Yet lost articles are sometimes found. Out with the whole story, 'body and bones'—as my man ...
— Dorothy's House Party • Evelyn Raymond
... "Whe-e-ew!" whistled Tom, thrusting his fists far down his pockets, as was his wont when the solution of any difficulty penetrated the somewhat "thick skin" which enveloped his remarkably sound ...
— Viking Boys • Jessie Margaret Edmondston Saxby
... "Go up an' th'ow dat woman down," an' dey th'ew her down. Den he say, "Go up an' th'ow her down again," an' dey th'ew her down again; an' he say, "Take her back up an th'ow her down seben times," an' dey th'owed her down seben times, an' ...
— Best Short Stories • Various
... neatlay. On the banks the moon's soff light was brightly streamun', Words of love I then spoke TO her. She was purest of the PEW-er: 'Littil sweetheart, do not sigh, Do not weep and do not cry. I will build a littil cottige just for yew-EW-EW and I.'" ...
— Penrod • Booth Tarkington
... stammered, recovering himself. "Your pardon, ma'am. I wasn't aware that a lady—" Here his eyes, travelling to the end of the table, were arrested by the vision of Ruth Josselin. "Wh-e-ew!" he whistled, under ...
— Lady Good-for-Nothing • A. T. Quiller-Couch |
